"I wanna stay the same." I oddly said in a deep monotone voice. The confused look was caught by the old man. "The magic affects everything but your brain and vocal cords." "So if I turned into a dog, will I still have the mindset and voice as my old self?" "Yes, but you will have urges of what ever you turn into that is living. Inanimate objects don't give you urges." "what kind of urges are we talking about?" "so right now you are a toddler, so your bladder and bowel are decreased in size to your toddler self." "oh"
The old man opened the box and he lifted you into it. He also layed your old clothes in it too.
"Where are you taking me" I asked.
"I'm taking you to my home, where I can raise you to watch over this store along side with me." he said.
The old man opens a door behind his register. The door led to a living room that had 2 leather recliners, and a couch that were all viewing the tv. There was an archway that led to the kitchen and hallway. The man laid the box down and lifted you out of it.
"So are you hungry, thirsty, or do you want a tour of my home?" he asked.